The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 183: The Blade of the Dead (Part 1)
"Let me come." Zutta pressed the handle of the knife with a strong sense of war in his eyes,
"Our mission in Veda is not to find a duel opponent, Zutta." The ugly face bluntly denied his proposal, "Solve the problem as quickly, quietly, and without leaving a trace as possible, and minimize the trouble. This is the highest purpose."
The two ghosts left-handed warriors looked at the Great Swordsman, quietly waiting for his command, "Zuda, go around from the left, Asai, if I remember your name correctly, outflank from the right, Find out and kill the leading soldiers of Jurus, remember that you must not escape one, the star picker goes to help, and you can see clearly from a higher level. If you slip away a leading soldier, it will bring endless trouble." Li Qi stretched out his hand. Pointing to the leaping black shadow next to Tan Napo, he said, and then waved and pulled out the fighting rapier: "I'll deal with this big man."
"Understand." Zuta possessed and dived into the grass, the star picker stepped up to the sky,
"No, no, I'll take care of this big guy, you go and clean up his attendants." The oriental shook his head with a grin, "You need to save your energy. Leave this dirty work to me who eats idle meals." Now is the time to fight, and today is rainy again, the vitality of the seal is suppressed, I just want to move my bones and muscles."
The ugly face looked at him blankly, the rain dripping from the lower jaw of the metal mask, "Well, just do as you said, my braided friend, I think Tan Napo’s combat power is not inferior to I must be careful to deal with it." The great swordsman finally nodded, separated the grass with a rapier, and stepped hidden among the dense plants.
Tanapo looked down at the tiny human with a little curiosity, like a butcher examining the meat on the chopping board, trying to choose the most suitable place to cut the knife. Finally, the devil lost his patience, and thunder came from his throat. With a muffled sound like a grunt, his right hand raised the decapitating knife high,
The oriental shook his wet braid around his neck, and nodded in greeting at the enemy: "It is not my habit to use a trick until half-dead. Let's see the truth directly, bro." He drew out his short sword brushingly. "Gluttonous", the light of the light cyan sword flashed away, the blade disappeared into the black soil, the oriental man kneeling on the ground plunged the dagger deeply into the ground, slowly closing his eyes,
The screams that are as sharp as a child and stern as a night owl sounded. Zuta, Liche, and the star pickers began to behead the Jurus pioneers. The word "Jurus" in Sanskrit means "many feet "These half-devil monsters refined from ordinary believers have two pairs of long legs, a pair of short legs, and six hairy feet that allow them to run quickly in various terrains. Except for the head, these advanced soldiers have been completely lost. In human form, the deformed body is covered with pink folds, with one eye on the chest, back and tail respectively, which looks weird and inexplicable,
For ordinary people, the sharp claws hidden in the claw pads of the Russian soldiers are terrible weapons, but facing warriors who have experienced many battles, these hateful monsters have no ability to resist. There are dozens of them in a flash. The figure disappeared, Tan Napo let out a dull roar, and the decapitation knife turned into a black light sweeping across the grass. This was not so much a big knife, as it was a huge weapon with a door panel with a handle easily tearing the ground, "Woo" pierced through the air. A large mass of mud mixed with grass blades was lifted up in the sound, Zuta leaped into the air to avoid the sharp edge, several vertical jumps disappeared in the distance, the mud plopped to the ground, and a large pit gradually filled with mud appeared on the ground. /
From Jonah’s perspective, he can only see the back of an oriental man kneeling on the ground. He rubbed his eyes and strangely saw that Asai’s figure was gradually fading, slowly dissolving into the air like a faded ink painting. , A red carpet grew out of thin air on the black earth, and countless blood-red flowers with complex petals were in full bloom, "...manzhushahua." Venerable Gao Wuzhe gently spit out a Sanskrit noun, which is commonly used in mainland China. In the language, that means "the other side flower". In Buddhist legends, the other side flower that only grows on the banks of the Three Ways of Huangquan River and the other side of the Forgotten River can communicate with the world and the underworld. It is a flower that illuminates the netherworld.
In the center of the red tapestry, the soil began to boil like hot water, and Asai's figure had disappeared. Only the short sword "gluttonous" was deeply embedded in the earth, exuding the cold and hot azure brilliance, suddenly a hand Breaking out of the ground, a hilt grabbing a famous sword, with the appearance of a bandaged, blood-stained, and thick-knotted palm, the boiling mud is lifting a deeply buried warrior out of the ground, his arm and head Appeared one after another with the torso, looking at the man waking up from his long sleep, Jonah felt shuddering. The soldier wore incomplete rusty armor. The place where the armor could not be covered was messy with bandages, even his face Covered with blood dripping bandages, only a pair of blood-red eyes scorched by the gloomy light were exposed. The soldier pulled his feet out of the damp soil and slowly straightened his body. He let go of his fingers, but did not pull out the famous sword "Gao Tie". ", Jonah saw a rusty long sword hung on his side, so rusty,
"This...what is this." The astrologer covered his mouth. Although such a strange scene is frightening, it feels very familiar. A thought flashed through his mind: Long Ji, Long Ji This is also the scene when summoning the lovers of the next generation, although the Bone Emperor did not rise from the ground, but broke through the purple mist space with his head raised, is it that Asai and she are from the same family, but Long Ji clearly said The ability to have a "marriage in the dark" is when the children of the Long Family Clan were forty-nine days old, they married the bones of the next generation baby who had been dead for more than forty-nine years. The unreasonable summons were not bones, but a flesh-and-blood warrior. Body,
Venerable Gao Wuzhe looked outside with dim eyes, "People." He said the word with doubts, as if he didn't quite believe in his own judgment,
"What did you say." Jonah did not hear clearly, or was quite clear, but his reason was unable to accept the explanation,
"The people who broke ground from another world in Manzhushahua are humans." The old monk murmured and repeated,
At this time, the armored warrior shook his body slightly, and the soil and rust fell down, and every joint of his body made a rattling noise. He slowly raised his head, and his tattered iron helmet looked straight at the tall with his charcoal-like pupils. Tan Napo, the demon god’s attention was also attracted by him, staring straight at the opponent from another world, a chill passed over Jona’s back, he involuntarily shuddered, the grass beside the armored warrior The leaves began to fall outwards, and the invisible wind blew the petals of Manzhusha and Huaying. The warrior slowly drew out the rusty long sword. The blade rubbed against the scabbard and made an unpleasant sound. The rusty dark long sword was drawn out every time. The surrounding temperature drops by one degree. Even if they hide in the hall, the astrologer still feels the icy cold. Numerous horrified birds in the surrounding bushes fly up and fly away in the hazy sky.
Venerable Gao Wuzhe stepped silently for half a step, hiding in front of Jona, and the trembling of his body stopped immediately. Behind the old monk became a strange space without wind, taste, fear and sorrow.
"Mum Lu Lu Lu..." Tan Napo waved his decapitating knife and slashed straight down, the huge shadow of the sword enveloped the opponent, "Chang." The golden and iron symphony sounded across the sky, and the resurrected warrior held up the rust sword. The front side blocked the cutting of the beheading sword. His legs were deeply plunged into the soil. The blade of the rusty sword was embedded in the blade of the beheading sword. The dripping blade was only half an inch away from his iron helmet, but the strength of the warrior was enough. Confronting the demon god, the beheaded sword was being lifted by a cent. At this moment, the bandage-wrapped warrior suddenly said: "Oh, oh, I just woke up now. I slept for too long, and my brain is a bit awkward. That's it..."
"Asai." Jonah's eyes were almost out of his sockets. Although his voice seemed low and vicissitudes of life, the tone of this speech was clearly from an Easterner he was familiar with, "Asai, is that you." He couldn't help but speak. Shouted,
"Nonsense, who else can I be, Brother Jona." The tattered man spoke, holding a decapitated knife, and struggling to pull his feet out of the quagmire, "Talk to me later, I Finish the big head first." The lighthearted words were inconsistent with the resurrected soul-like appearance, and the warrior’s hot eyes suddenly lit up, launching a stormy counterattack,
"Swipe, swipe." No one could see how he made his move. The arc-shaped black light flashed three times, the steel-cast decapitating knife snapped off, Tan Napo’s right arm was flying lightly, and the devil’s eyebrows were many. A narrow and deep sword mark,
"Puff through, puff through." The broken knife fell into the mire, and his arms thicker than an adult rolled down the bushes. Tan Napo's forehead spewed out overwhelming blood, and a pair of small hands danced in vain on her chest. Then, the plump body knelt down heavily, and the whole earth shook,
Jonah was completely shocked. These three swords completely subverted his understanding of swordsmanship. If the swordsmanship of Mr. Cherry Crossing the Night King represents elegance, the swordsmanship of "Ugly Face" Liche represents precision. Then the swordsmanship of the Resurrection Warrior represents violence and anger. The rusty black sword will only brutally cut all obstacles in half, regardless of the obstacles in front. Only the real with great strength and cold mind The strong man can make such a merciless attack. The warrior who turned and returned with a long sword in front of him is the most terrifying man he has ever seen in his life. Perhaps even more terrifying than the storm knight Ithakios,
"Why, brother Jonah, this is the first meeting." The bandaged armored warrior walked to the door of the main hall, lifted his left hand easily and greeted him. Jonah did not dare to look directly at his filthy and **** face. Kong, Nono said: "Asai, why are you like this?"
"Everyone has some secrets. I am in a good mood today, so I won't hide it anymore." The soldier said calmly, and suddenly patted his right shoulder. A few bugs fell out of the cracks in the shattered shoulder armor, panicking. Hurriedly drilled into the soil,
"The battle is over, can you, can you change back..." The astrologer couldn't help but think of being in the same room with such a terrifying partner of the dead,
The Oriental turned around, his red pupils brightened up, "Who said the battle is over."
On the other side of him, Rushan's figure is becoming bigger,